I feel a wild sort of freedom when I paint. I use watercolors and play like a child—I let the colors run and blend then if I I don’t like it, I take a garden hose to it and start the whole thing over. I tried acrylics and oils but I love watercolors. I love water. Even my bison is standing near water. I had put cat tails in but changed them to bear grass I never saw a cattail out west. There is a white flowered plant called bear grass though and millions of wildflowers.
The bison of the west are really impressive. I took some photos but did not go too close. That would have been foolish. So filled with impressions of the western landscape and bison, I painted. I scanned this watercolor and since it was larger than my scanner screen, the bear grass and the water are cut off. You can see the hills in the distance.